Tokyo: There's something wrong with this counterattack system

Chapter 56 The teacher will teach you a lesson today!
After taking a shower, Sayuri Sato came out, went to the guest room, put on a blanket, and returned to the living room.

The living room was brightly lit, and old photos with colorful fairy tales printed on them were hung in the cupboard. Sayuri Sato looked at everything in the living room quietly, as if she could feel the breath of time.

Warm air blew out from the drying lamp. It was a very old-fashioned machine that turned red when plugged in. There were many such things in the countryside. There was one in use in her hometown. She didn't expect to see such a thing in Tokyo.

Sayuri Sato touched the clean and warm clothes on her body, and looked at Kitahara cooking in the kitchen, a hint of curiosity flashed in her eyes.

He can actually cook.
"Have a meal."

The voice came from the kitchen. Beiyuan took off his apron and took out the fruits of an hour's work. "We don't have much food at home, so let's just make do with it."

Four dishes and one soup.

Sweet and sour spare ribs, salt and pepper shrimp, coconut chicken, stir-fried cabbage. And a pot of tomato egg drop soup.

The quantity is not large, just a small stack, very delicate.

You call this lack of ingredients?

Sayuri Sato looked at the four dishes and a soup and complained silently, but the light shone on his soft cheeks. The gentle and handsome boy was sitting in front of her. Sayuri Sato didn't notice it for a moment and was actually a little stunned.

"Don't you like it?"

"No"

Sayuri Sato quickly shook her head and pulled out her chopsticks: "I didn't realize you were such a good cook."

"See that sign at the door?" Kitahara pointed at the door. "That's the izakaya curtain. My grandfather owned an izakaya, and I've been practicing since I was a kid. My cooking skills aren't great, but they're definitely not bad."

"The Kitahara family's abilities will not be cut off in my hands."

Sayuri Sato nodded. He was indeed a good husband. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but pat herself.

Why did I suddenly start fantasizing?

She calmed down and decided to ask Kitahara what he had done and why he suddenly stopped coming to school. Could he have done something illegal?
Sayuri Sato coughed and was about to speak when Kitahara spoke up, "I don't like chatting while I'm eating. Sayuri, if you want to say something, just wait until we're done eating, okay?"

"I'm your teacher, how can you call me Sayuri?" Sato Sayuri's eyes widened, half embarrassed and half angry, saying, "If someone hears this, won't it be weird between us?"

In Japan, people only use names to address close people, and usually use honorifics to address teachers or elders. What Kitahara said is indeed inappropriate under normal circumstances.

But now it's not normal.

Beiyuan didn't say anything, but just served her a bowl of rice: "After dinner, I have something to tell you."

"what's up?"

"eat first."

His attitude was too tough, so Sayuri Sato shut up and kept silent.

In fact, she doesn't like men who are too tough, because she has a bad temper and gets easily angry. But Kitahara's attitude only makes Sato Sayuri feel very comfortable.

It's not unacceptable to be treated a little tougher occasionally, but not too tough. It would be best if the guy just kisses her without taking off her clothes.

Sayuri Sato enjoys platonic relationships.

Thinking of this, Sayuri Sato tasted the chicken soup. It was so delicious that she almost swallowed her tongue. Her eyes lit up. She had a bad stomach and had been eating light food for many years, but the light diet also made her appetite very poor. This was something that rarely aroused her appetite.

Kitahara's cooking skills are quite good.
After taking two mouthfuls of chicken soup, she looked around, not caring too much and started to eat voraciously. In the middle of the meal, she accidentally got some mustard on her food and choked so hard that tears came out.

"Sorry, I'm used to adding mustard." Seeing her tears, Kitahara silently took back the soy sauce dish.

Sato Sayuri didn't care. She wiped away her tears, wiped her nose, and continued eating.

Before she knew it, the chicken soup and the four dishes were all finished. Sato Sayuri touched her slightly bulging belly and let out a breath.

Beiyuan cleared the dishes and sat up straight.

Sayuri Sato also quickly sat up, holding her stomach, and looked at Kitahara with her face slightly red.

"What do you want to say to me?"

Kitahara pondered for a moment, then looked at the teacher, who was sitting upright but looked a little naive due to her bulging belly. He slowly pulled out a few 10,000 yen bills from his pocket and pushed them over. "Here's money for the sweater."

"what?"

Sayuri Sato was stunned for a moment: "Why are you giving me money?" "I don't want to take advantage of you."

Beiyuan said softly, "Teacher is penniless now. Even I wouldn't want your money. I accept the gift, and you take the money back."

He thought about it and still couldn't bear to accept the teacher's gift.

Although Kitahara really wanted to get some benefits from her, it didn't mean that he had no principles. Sayuri Sato was probably a stubborn person. She refused to borrow money from others when she ran out of money and lived on steamed buns and drinking cold water.

that's it.

She also borrowed money from others to buy things for herself. Although Beiyuan was a gigolo in her eyes, he was not actually a gigolo. She did not lack tens of thousands of dollars.
Sayuri Sato was silent for a moment, a nameless anger burning in her heart, "You think I can't even give you such a small gift?"

"I just don't want to take advantage of you."

"Are you humiliating me?"

"I'm just concerned about you."

The female teacher suddenly yelled, slammed the table and looked at Beiyuan coldly: "If I wanted your money, I wouldn't have come in the first place, asshole!"

"Who are you looking down on?"

Kitahara looked up at her and saw deep humiliation in Sato Sayuri's eyes. He was surprised and suddenly felt that what he did was not right.

Money does not define a person's status.

Although Sayuri Sato is indeed down and out now, she still has dignity, and Kitahara's action is undoubtedly a slap in her face.

Sayuri Sato took a deep breath and said coldly, "I have money."

"I have plenty of money, I don't need you to act hypocritically here!"

A trace of pain flashed in Sato Sayuri's eyes. Silently, she took out her wallet, threw the Fukuzawa Yukichi inside onto the table, and said coldly, "Is this enough? Is it enough?"

"I just"

"Shut up."

Sayuri Sato looked at Kitahara and felt a little sad.

He seemed to think of himself as a woman outside
But what's even sadder is that he would rather take other people's money than his own.

Why?
Am I worse than others?

Is my face less beautiful than other women's?
Why can you accept their money with peace of mind, but resist me in every way? Is it because I am easy to bully?
Sayuri Sato pursed her lips and muttered, "Kitahara, don't you do that kind of thing?"

"Teacher" Kitahara looked up.

"Then please serve me well once..."

Seeing the confusion in Bai Yueguang's eyes, Sato Sayuri's breathing quickened a little.

The desire to destroy beauty gradually spread in my heart.

"I have money..." she said hoarsely, "Can you stay with me?"

Kitahara was about to speak when a slender index finger touched his lips.

Sayuri Sato half-knelt in front of him, her sagging pajamas revealing a bit of her fair skin.

Her eyes were blurry and she looked at Kitahara and swallowed her saliva.

it does not matter……

Anyway, that's what he does.

I just spend the money.

Sayuri Sato smiled brightly, lowered her head, and whispered softly, "Come and kiss me."

"I'll give you a physiology lesson tonight."

　This is a plot I thought of on the spur of the moment. I thought it was interesting, so I made it up. There will only be a single update tomorrow, everyone. I need to sort out the outline.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)